After leaving the university town and crossing the long overpass, they arrived at the subway leading to Guangyuan Road in the Jiangnan Region.
The Round Dragon Herb Shop was located on Guangyuan Road.
Following the crowded flow of people through the ticket gates, then proceeding along the long escalator, one could reach the bustling underground world. The crisscrossing subway lines connected the four nearby provinces.
Over the past century, humanity had developed as explosively as if it had finally saved up enough skill points, and the technology tree had blossomed at breakneck speed. This web-like subway world would have been unimaginable to people from a hundred years ago.
Since he was carrying something like a flying sword, although ordinary people could not see it with the naked eye, Song Shuhang still carefully avoided the security system... The security checks at this entrance were very lax, perhaps because nothing had ever gone wrong before.
If security checks remained this lax, something would definitely go wrong in the future, right?
Bah, bah, bah! Don't jinx it!
Song Shuhang stepped onto the escalator. Through the railing, he could see the dense crowds emerging from the subway.
Most people's faces were filled with exhaustion. The ever-quickening pace of life forced modern people to spin madly like tops. In the end, they no longer even knew why they lived at such a frantic pace, or why they were so busy and exhausted. The more things went on like that, the more numb they became, unable to find any joy in life.
If I hadn't come into contact with the Nine Provinces Number One Group, this numb, unfeeling life would have been my future.
At that moment, a figure in the crowd caught Song Shuhang's eye.
It was a middle-aged office worker hurrying along, a briefcase